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Chapter 44: The Wharf

In the tense and busy atmosphere, Jue Se ushered in the annual clothing conference.

Xing Zhiheng and Gong Yue arrived at the imperial capital early, and entered the venue under the leadership of their former colleagues before the press conference began.

In the venue full of people, Xing Zhiheng found the location of the times. As the press conference began, Xing Zhiheng kept taking pictures of the SLR in his hand.

Xing Zhiheng took photos and Gong Yue took records.

After the press conference, Xing Zhiheng asked Gong Yue to go back with the information he received, stayed to meet his old friends, and thanked Zhang Rui for giving the times this opportunity to compete.

Under the leadership of the secretary, he bypassed the finance office and arrived at Zhang Rui's office. He thanked Zhang Rui as soon as he was about to leave, he saw Zhou Lin following his agent and others behind him...

Zhou Lin also showed Xing Zhiheng who had just left the house, and his expression was full of shock.

After asking the agent and deputy assistant to wait for a while, Zhou Lin walked to Xing Zhiheng, the two shook hands, and secretly made an appointment to go to Zhang Rui's office after July.

Lin Congcong and Nan Fengqi went to the United States for a trip, and accompanied her there to learn Western food.

Without Lin Congcong designing clothes for him, he could only use Jue Color. Except for Lin Congcong, he only wore Jue Color clothes.

Unexpectedly, after reading the design draft, I came over to visit Zhang Rui, and saw Xing Zhiheng who had not seen him for more than two years.

On the night, people were still coming and going, so Zhou Lin specially changed into a sportswear. The sportswear had a big hat that could cover half of his face. With the dim light, he would not have to wear a mask and drink two glasses.

Xing Zhiheng sorted out the documents for the day and handed them over to Gong Yue, so he went to the Sunday without hesitation.

When Zhou Lin was found, Zhou was drinking the cocktail on the table. When he saw Xing Zhiheng coming, he immediately reached out and said hello.

The fact is that it is wrong to choose to reminisce on July. The sound made it difficult for them to chat. The two thought about it and went to the dock where Zhou Lin told Xing Zhiheng that Nan Fengqi was pregnant two years ago.

At the edge of the dock, Xing Zhiheng handed Zhou Lin a cigarette and lit one himself.

Zhou Lin laughed, "When did you start smoking?"

“Two years ago.”

Looking at Xing Zhiheng, Zhou Lin continued: "Time flies so fast. It's been two years. What are you doing now?"

Xing Zhiheng took a sip of cigarettes and then spit out smoke: "I opened an advertising company, what about you? I often see your reports recently, and my life is getting better and better."

Zhou Lin laughed: "This is not for life or dreams. It's more because Congcong is by his side, so he can be so perfect."

Afterwards, he held the guardrail with both hands and leaned back, "I'm just too busy, not as comfortable as before. Congcong was forced to hide it when he was in a relationship."

When Lin Congcong arrived, he laughed happily again.

"Where is she? How is she?"

No need to guess, Zhou Lin knows who he is asking.

After a pause, he stood up straight: "It's okay. I've opened a restaurant after I got back from Donghai. I went to the United States to study pastry a few days ago."

Afterwards, he picked up a stone and threw it into the river, "Feng Qi is really smart in business, and her restart is made very exciting. I wonder what the prospects will be for the next Western restaurant. It is really worth looking forward to."

Xing Zhiheng smiled, and he was half relieved when she was doing well: "Where is that child."

Silence, dead silence...

It took Zhou Lin a long time to sigh: "I have a miscarriage..."

...

Xing Zhiheng, who returned to the hotel, was lying on the bed. He learned from Zhou Lin about what happened to him when he left the young man.

At this moment, he beat his head hard. If it weren't for his cowardice, if he had made a clear stand back then, wouldn't he have hurt his beloved Qiqi?
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